Renee just showed me a trick...

...that I didn't know about. So, going to test it with my dancing monkey!

You might be...
... a grad student if...

Oh so true...

I'll be heading home this weekend! Yaaay. Time for some relaxation away from school and perhaps finally get my students' papers graded. <---Slacker!

Now that I've been feeling ....

better, I finally came home and cleaned up my room and washed my dishes. That was an hour of grueling backbreaking scrubbing and cursing. But, it is now done. You can actually see my counter, fish, and plants. It's great!

Today I got to teach Chaucer's Nun's Priest's Tale - Chanticleer. Oh how exciting and eye opening. I loved every minute of the class as I gave a quick overview of the author, the Canterbury Tales, and then the explanation of the text as I helped them read through. That is definitely what I enjoy doing - giving out my excitement of the stories and hope that my understanding and influence may just rub off onto someone.

Tonight I am headed to my Moms house for a night of relaxation and chat with my mom. I couldn't go home this last weekend and I go through mom withdrawl too much - so had to make a date with her so we could work on her computer, I could wash clothes, and then maybe watch a movie.

I do have a good pile of papers that I need to look through before mom comes for me - so off I go!

A Price Tag!?!?!

Well, tonight was an epiphany. I was looking around for some Nyquil so I could rest..medicine.. and I couldn't find any. So I gave up and went looking for my Tylenol Cold box - the one I have been taking all the last week and half - and figured I could maybe sleep without the night time formula - since even the Non-Drowsy always made me drowsy anway. I've been needing naps periodically.

Well, to my surprise, I grabbed the box and suddenly took a closer look. It wasn't the non-drowsy stuff - it was Tylenol Cold Nighttime! The box I had bought in the BSU store was a nighttime medicine - and it had the price sticker right over "Nighttime" and so I never thought to look closer - because that same day I had bought another box just so I had enough for the cold and that was a daytime medicine. Well - this tells me that I need to take closer looks at my medicine.

Now I know why I have had to sleep for about an hour after taking the medication and why I've been so loopy.

Sheesh.

Interesting...

I received an e-mail from another college student that thanked me for discussing names within Beowulf in my online Senior Project. Talk about proud on my end - someone actually found some use of it. It makes you wonder how many people do stumble across what you have done and you hope that it wasn't one of those one-click - "oh, wrong turn" - kind of things.

This weekend was pretty fun. A friend of mine had a birthday so a bunch of us went to Applebees and then bowled for an hour. That was crazy, I actually had three strikes in a row in the first part of the game. But - right after that I started to curve and gutter balls began to be my forte. Ah well, 3 X's was the highlight of my day! I actually ended with a 122 - highest yet!

On Sunday we had the dinner in the Dorm kitchen - Quesidillas (sp??) - and they were good, but we were scared that the fire alarm may go off - so I ended up bringing in my fan and trying to air out the kitchen.

On a side note, I know someone won the Superbowl - "Yaay team!" - heheh

Crazy dream - I was in an older house where there had been a fire and apparently my grandparents had died down in the basement. (Which isn't true at all to real life, they are alive and well) But, on with the story. They were apparently haunting the house and my Dad and I (yaay, love dreaming about my dad, miss him tons) were trying to figure out how they died (apparently had been years ago). Well, we went to the basement stairs and were looking down and there was a huge dog that scared us to death and we both backed up, but we stayed in the house anyway and the grandma ghost showed up in the upstairs and told us that usually they just scare the people away and that she would show us what happened. She looked up at this neat bronze statue of a lions head where the mouth opens and it would be filled with wood to heat the home - it seemed to fall straight into the basement and I guess set fire to the house.

Well, the grandma made us a stairs of fire and my Dad and I went down the stairs and watched the house begin to burn as it had years before and suddenly we could feel the heat and the stairs all burned away and we were looking around and trying to get out. I woke up when the grandfather appeared after I got smacked in the side with burning timber. There was more - but I really can't keep it all straight. As I mentioned, crazy dream. There were some cool special effects with all that fire ;)

Sniffle...

Cold... not... gone... BAH

It also seems I'm not the only one with some kind of virus - my e-mails seem to have something worming around them - looks like I'm sending e-mails to people I don't know with some kind of encoding. *shrug* If you recieve something like that from me, I apologize, I'll try and get it fixed - not sure on how, but I'll be calling up computer services tomorrow. Until then, my e-mail service has been off limits so I don't accidentally infect anyone else.

And... Blogout seems to be down indefinitely? That is too bad, but life will go on. I can't afford any special capabilities for this blog so we'll just make do with what we've got, huh?

Superbowl... eh. Not going to find anything on this blog that supports or goes against the game. It just is. Like the missing finger on my Gandalf Bobblehead figurine. I had nothing to do with it and I can live with it - it just doesn't quite effect me.

My toes are still cold... breeze coming from the window - brrr

Yup, she lost it folks...

I have been unduly stressed these past few weeks, adding a bad cold/flu on top of it and other worrisome problems - it just amounts to crabbiness and tiredness.

Last night I yelled at some visiting people onto my floor. Of course, they were whirling through much like a hurricane, tearing down my signs and my residents' door decorations. That doesn't bode with me very well. I got so angry, i yelled down the hall at them and basically told them I'd be watching them from now on. It was meant more as a warning and I was shaking so bad and so angry, I just didn't think. How professional, huh? Very rare if I lose my temper - but honestly - I work so hard for the residents and yet we get those immature people who find it FUNNY to tear things down! I don't understand!

I've cooled down now and it's more or less a self-pity thing going on. It's never personal to them, and I shouldn't take it personal. Although, now it could be personal for them because of myself reacting so strongly. Maybe it will keep them from doing more, or maybe it will make my floor more of a target. I'm not sure. Especially as I looked at each of them as they went walking by my room at some point later in the night. I just wish the students would stop and consider what it is they are tearing down - what went into the making of those signs - why some of us are RA's - and what it means to us if they disrespect what we have achieved. For me, it's like a slap in the face - if my signs so offend you, come see me and we will talk about how I can make them more pleasing to the eye!

My feet are cold...